I am going out of town for a few days to attend Intergroom, just outside NYC. And although I love going to this trade show, and look forward to seeing my friends, I hate to leave home. This house, this man, these pets... they anchor me. I find that the older I get, the more I settle. And I love where I am settled and hate to tear myself away. My anchors... they are big and sturdy and make me struggle to leave.